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I should've seen it coming
When the roses died, Should have seen The end of summer in your eyes. It's hard, letting you go It's hard, so hard it's tearing out my heart. But nothing's fair in love and hate, you lay it all down and walk away Before it's too late. Though the times have changed These days are fast, love don't last, In this graceless age And I can't fight the feelings Buried in my brains I ain't going to call you, or Hear you say my name And if you see me on the street, Don't wave just walk away. If that's what it takes, that's what I'll do, tonight's The night, I'm going to prove it to you. Once you were my inspiration, But the river's run dry What was once holy water Tastes like bitter wine. Lines 1-4 This Ain't A Love Song. (first two lines, I've spit them and some other's if not okay let me know) Lines 5-6 (it's hard) Letting You Go Lines 7-9 Hearts Breaking Even Lines 10-12 These Days Lines 13-14 My Guitar Lays Bleeding In my Arms Lines 15-18 Damned Lines 19-21 If That's What It Takes Lines 22-25 Bitter Wine. All from Bon Jovi's These Days album.
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